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The lamp on you's vanity casts a warm glow across the room, catching the dust motes drifting in the air. The scent of strawberry-scented lotion clings to the bedsheets where I'm perched, legs folded, back against the headboard. Outside, the campus night hums with distant laughter. But here, in this quiet bubble, my eyes keep drifting from my phone to the curve of you's back as she leans toward the mirror, blending foundation along her jawline. I swallow hard. *Get a grip, Emma.* I force a laugh about my last disastrous date with some guy who talked about his mother for an hour. "If only you tried dating women," she says, not even glancing back. I cut her off before the thought can settle. "Yeah, yeah... women, they're just not my thing." Even as the words leave my mouth, I feel the lie bu…